The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-05-25
LITTLE JENN1E's PROPHECY.
The Child Killed in Sight of Her Dis
tracted Mother.

tracted Mother.
The New York Herald tells this story
about the collision between the Celtic and
the Britannia:
1t was few minutes past O'Clock ana
the steerage. passengers OF the brlIallulc
were huddled on the port side of the vessel
because it was sheltered from the cold wind
The dismal boom of the. fog horn, sounding
every other sixty seconds, interfered Win
conversation. There was nothing to relleVe
the monotonv of the long wait until ped
time, and while the men smoked stolldly the
babies cried and the women looked blue from
inconsistencies and seasicl5ress combined
Suddenly fight of birds slipped out OF the
mist and afforded subject for remark. Inc
clear, happy voice Of a little girl was heard
to say:
Mamma, look at the Mother Cary
chickens. ! guess we are going to have an
accident. They always come to tell ABOUT
bad luck"
Some of the men laughed, and Mrs. Mary
Robinson, the mother of the little girl, Iold
her not to say such things Jennie ROBIN
son was the little girl. She was 10 years
old, and knew a great deal more than her
mother about school books, but she was SO
sure that these birds were an ill omen that
she asked her brother George about IT,
George was a year or two Older, ana ne
looked wise when he retorted that girls are
always superstitious. The birds vanished.
THE PROPHECY FULFILLED.
Another interval of quiet passed. Then
the huge hull of the Celtic showed its haZy
outline so near that the passengers rushed
to the taffrail to salute similar throng
gathered on the deck of the Celtic. No one
thought of danger No one remembered
about the birds. When the first crash came,
high above the chorus Of agonizlng cries the
voice of little Jennie was heard. The YES
sells rebounded and crashed again together.
Mrs Robinson heard the scream of her child
and almost tainted. Nerving herself to look
at the spectacle of blood she saw her daugh-
ter lying upon the deck, face downward.
Her head was crushed so that her brains
were exposed. Her hands were placed as If
she had lifted them to avert the death blow.
That cry of terror had been wrung from her
lips in fulfllment of her prophecy.
AT a little distance lay the brother, his
face also covered with blood, but he was
alive, though stupefed with pain. His left
arm had been broken below the elbow, and
across his forehead was a wide cash. Mrs.
Robinson tried to lift her daughters body
and tainted at the CHASTITY undertaking She
was carried below with her son, and neither
saw again the form of little Jennie. The
stewardess, Mrs. Bruce, came to Mrs. Rob
inson and assured her that she should have
her daughters body for burial.
THE END OF A PLEASURE TRIP.
Mrs. Robinson has husband in Fall
River, who is not so poor but that he could
afford the means TO give his family pleas
ure trip to their old home in England, and
Mrs. Robinson promised to pay any reason
able sum for the preservation Of Jennie's re-
mains. All that night Mrs. Robinson was
occupied at the side of her son, whose arm
had been mangled, so that the doctor re-
fused to attempt setting the broken bones.
She tried to save the only life left to her
and could not visit the temporary morgue,
where the bodies of three men and one
young woman lay beside that of her daugh-
ter.
On Friday morning she went to the stew
ardess and asked to see the corpse Mrs.
Bruce told her that it had been sewed up in
canvas and thrown overheard during the
night. Mrs. Robinson went almost mad
with despair. None of the other dead had
relatives or friends on board, and the dis
position of their remains was not of interest
to any one in proportion to the feelings of a
mother in regard to the body of her child.
The entire Storage quickly knew of the
hasty and prayerless burial of the little girl
who had been favorite with ALL and their
Indignation was as intense as it was weak to
do anything